It was around 5 P.M when I woke up. I kept lying in the bed, and thinking about Ross. I got out of the bed, and went to my closet to settle my things...in there, and pick out something comfortable to wear. Suddenly the door of my room opened, and Ross came in. I didn’t say a word, but just kept looking at him. He came near me, and before I could say something, he pushed me against the wall. “Ross, what are you doing? Leave me alone,” I said, as I felt his hand on my boobs. “Are you crazy?. Within a week our Nudist Camp was open to the public.Betty turned out to be my go-to girl. Anything that I needed or any of our guests needed, Betty could find.I even sponsored a fishing contest but insisted that there be no motors to pollute my lake.I could not believe how well I was doing. I owed much of my success to Betty so by the end of that first summer, I married her. By holding it at our nudist campsite it saved us a fortune in dress expenses. Some of the Bride’s Maids wore bikinis or. His shorts, now undone, ended up sliding down of their own accord and he stepped out of them. She shuddered a little in anticipation as he did so. Now he eased her t-shirt over her head just leaving her standing in her wet skirt. He ran his fingertips down her neck and leaning in kissed her. She shuddered again, and then again as he ran his fingertips down her beautiful, pendulous breasts. He reached her hardening nipples and leaning forward he first licked and then suckled the now hard tips.. E was glad they hadn't made an issue out of it. How could he explain to them his reasons for not ever wanting to pass his genetic inheritance on? They'd never understand the rationale for it. So, best not to talk about it.Plus, as he sat and stroked his cock, and as he felt the deep exhilaration of watching a handsome, well-endowed, black male implanting HIS seed into a white woman's pussy---he knew he'd NEVER be able to explain to his parents exactly why he was so incredibly fascinated, and.